I'll give it to you for free...
The information that I'm the Raiders' leader.
Hey, hey! Time for the weather report, yo!
Like I've been saying all week, that big storm is on the way!
It's a trash storm!
It's important to always check the weather report.
Stay inside and wait for it to pass, c'mon!
It's a gale for the ages! A gale!
Even if it's a storm for the ages, you can prepare.
Take caution, caution, caution!
Got the Cleaners.
Dammit! We missed them!
What? Did they dine and dash?!
Where is she?
Where is Amo?!
Hey, Raiders.
Sorry to put a crimp in your latest "capture Rudo" plan...
We came along as a bonus.
A bonus? We're just a bonus?!
Everyone loves free stuff!
Th-They do? That's great, then!
This ain't the time for light banter.
So, what's this about?
What's the prize we're playing for?
You were just worrying about the Cleaners' lack of tension, Rudo.
You were wrong.
People on the Ground are always on high alert.
That's why they don't leave you alone.
That's why they're here now.
This was all expected.
Garbage?
It's a damn trashslide!
Can't... move...
Fight the current, and it'll bury you.
It's carrying you away whether you like it or not.
Find something to grab onto!
Well, that's not good.
We've got branching paths.
Are you kidding me?
Hey, guys! Stay alive out there!
I'm gonna kill those Raider assholes!
You bastard.
Where did you—
Where did I send them?
That's irrelevant.
They chose to tag along.
Still, I dislike waste.
Rudo, old buddy...
We're gonna go play with the "bonus."
You play nice with the boss while we're gone, okay?!
Amo.
Amo?
What are you talking about?
Is it the reason for your rage?
I came here only to share that rage.
My name
is Zodyl Typhon.
Want to take the Sphere down with me?
Take... the Sphere down?
We just had the same vision, didn't we?
Ah, don't get the wrong idea.
I've never seen the Sphere and have no way to learn about it.
It's not about what we're bringing down.
It's about what will happen to our target.
Rudo, what you were picturing just now...
was not those you care about,
but what would happen to the target of your rage.
D-Don't change the subject!
I asked you a damn question!
What happened to the owner of those boots and the other Cleaners?!
You're the one changing the subject, Rudo.
I answered you in my own way.
Now it's your turn.
You answer, then it's my turn.
That's how conversation works.
I dislike waste.
Don't make me waste words.
Listen.
Dammit.
What's this guy's problem?
Why's he so hard to deal with?
And it's hard in a way that's different than Amo was at the start.
With Amo, you couldn't talk to her at all.
With this guy...
It's like he's got me captive with his words!
The trash I've got on me...
I haven't restocked since the desert.
But if it comes to it, I'll...!
Are you that worried about the Cleaners and "Amo"?
Tell me.
What is your reason for joining the Cleaners?
To get back to the Sphere.
I joined the Cleaners to find a way back.
You really think you'll get back that way?
"Go to the Sphere" is not part of the Cleaners' duties.
They're only helping you when it aligns with those duties.
Don't tell me...
You can't be satisfied with things as they are now, can you?
You want more than this facsimile of friendship, don't you?
Got some damn trash in my mouth.
It's in my clothes too. Gross.
Where did the others get off to, anyway?
And what is this place?
Hey, anyone here?
Hey!
Listen to you, yowling and mewling...
Cringing in fear like a little lost kitten.
Nothing charming about that.
Going right to the diss, huh?
So, what's this about?
You didn't drag us all out to remote arenas to fight us one-on-one, did you?
You Raider guys are more straight-up than I gave you credit for.
Yes, that's right. We're quite earnest.
So if we don't earnestly carry out this mission...
...we'll end up with a real tongue-lashing.
Jabber...
Been a while, Mr. Bad Attitude.
I'm on cloud nine here...
This time, I get to take a beating from you.
Episode 15
Hey, For Real
The second Jabber showed up,
I dropped any questions I had about what they were planning.
There was just one thought that dominated my mind—
"Kill or be killed!"
Pippity-pop! Glurbity-glurb!
What's that sound?
What's that soundy-sindy-sound?!
Look at all the bubbly stuff here on this stage.
I dunno what it's made of, but let's give it a touch.
It's freakin' hot!
Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow!
I gotcha.
His claws...
They look like that fluid?!
The right claw's got a neurotoxin.
That one's locked in.
But I get bored super easy...
So when I test out new toxins, they get reflected...
here in my left claw.
C'mon, Mr. Bad Attitude...
How long can you dodge it?!
I'm all by my lonesome?!
Roachie!
Roachie?!
I'm usually okay with bugs, y'know?
Cockroaches just freak me out a little.
What?
Are you kidding me?
You live on the Ground, you work with the Cleaners,
and a roach scares you?!
How soft are you Cleaners?
I'm so disappointed.
Damn, strong reaction over one little cockroach.
But I'm not even the worst case.
There's one member of the Cleaners, see...
who ran around screaming when someone flung poop at him.
What, didn't dodge it?
It's not like getting hit by this crap is gonna take me outta the fight.
And it's way better than getting shit on my clothes!
If you wanna get high on your poisons that bad...
here's a shitload of it for you!
Overturning Earth!
I'm not in the mood for this shit.
Hey, hey, hey.
Hey, c'mon.
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.
Hey.
Hey, now. Hey, hey, hey, hey.
Say something already. I'm getting lonely over here.
Just tell me what's on your mind.
Hey, c'mon.
You're after Rudo, and we're in the way, right?
I'm all alone here, so you could all just gang up on me.
So why's it just you by yourself?
Hey, hey...
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey...
This guy's pretty awesome.
What is this place?
I see power poles, but we're not outside.
A cave?
Underground?
Yes, we're underground.
Feel free to confirm it with your chokers.
Hey, you're right. Can't get through.
Chokers are handy, but it sucks we can't use them underground.
Guess I can't count on reinforcements, huh?
Zodyl's first order:
"If anyone other than Rudo comes along,
defeat as many as possible on your own."
I am Noerde Hew Amozo.
I'm going to offer you up, little kitten.
Could you please not call me "kitten"?
Riyo's fine.
Still, fighting people's not really my thing...
Too bad. Get over it.
If you don't get serious, it'll be too late for your friends.
Then I'd better pick up the pace.
I see.
A blunt force attack into a slice.
Even if I dodge one, I can't let my guard down.
Relax. I'd rather not get blood on my scissors,
so I'm gonna try pretty hard not to nick the skin.
Can't make the same guarantee for that silky hair of yours, though.
If that comb is your vital instrument,
I figure you fight with your hair, right?
Scissors and hair... bad matchup for you,
but I guess that's how it goes.
Snippy time.
I know you're not dead, 'kay?
Quit hidin' and show yourself!
Don't tell me I beat the bastard.
No way. I've seen him survive way worse, so...
Nice work, Jabber, old pal!
You can do this! He's made it possible!
It's been so long... like forever-and-ever-ago long...
since someone could force the real me out!
Are you kiddin' me?
You sayin'... everything before now...
wasn't him going all-out?
Zanka, my friend...
You're free to go all-out too.
Hey, c'mon...
You've got another level, right?
There's no way swinging that stick around is all you do, right?!
Hey, hey...
Let's really go for real!
Huh?
I can't... move?
Hurts.
Wait, what? Touching her hair hurt like hell...
But the pain feels like...
Your hair.
It isn't silky.
Can it be...
A plastic comb run through hair frequently creates static electricity.
Dry air plays a part, but it's a pain that everyone with long hair knows.
Something we all have to deal with.
Yet my vital instrument is made of plastic.
I live with the burden of static electricity.
So my hair isn't silky...
It's crackly.
Scissors and electrically charged hair...
Bad matchup for you,
but I guess that's how it goes.